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Institutionalized

Suicidal Tendencies, Suicidal Tendencies, 1984

Sometimes I try to do things
And it just doesn’t work out the way I want it to.
I get real frustrated, and I try hard to do it, and I take my time,
And it doesn’t work out the way I wanted to.
It’s like, I concentrate real hard, and it doesn’t work out.
Everything I do and everything I try never turns out.
It’s like, I need time to figure these things out
But there’s always someone there going,

“Hey Mike, you know, we’ve been noticing –
“You’ve been having a lot of problems lately.
“You know, maybe you should get away.
“Maybe you should talk about it, maybe you’ll feel a lot better.”

And I go “No it’s okay, you know. I’ll figure it out.
“Just leave me alone; I’ll figure it out.
“You know, I’ll just work it out myself.”
And they go, “Well you know,
“If you want to talk about it, I’ll be here, you know?
“And you’ll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it.
“So why don’t you talk about it?”

And I go, “No I don’t want to.
“I’m okay, I’ll figure it out myself.”

And they just keep bugging me!
And they just keep bugging me!
And it builds up inside and it builds up inside.
So you’re gonna be institutionalized
You’ll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won’t have any say
They’ll brainwash you until you see their way.

I’m not crazy
You’re the one who’s crazy
You’re driving me crazy

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was in my room
And I was just like staring at the wall thinking about everything
But then again I was thinking about nothing
And then my mom came in
And I didn’t even know she was there
She called my name and I didn’t hear it
And then she started screaming: MIKE! MIKE!
And I go “What, what’s the matter?”
And she goes “What’s the matter with YOU?”
And I go “There’s nothing wrong mom.”
And she goes “Don’t tell me that, you’re on DRUGS!”
And I go “No mom, I’m not on drugs, I’m okay.
“I was just thinking, you know.
“Why don’t you get me a Pepsi?”

And she goes “NOOOOO! you’re on DRUGS!
I go “Mom I’m okay, I’m just thinking.”
She goes “You’re not thinking, you’re on drugs! Normal people don’t act that way!”
I go “Mom just give me a Pepsi, please? All I want is a Pepsi.”
And SHE WOULDN’T GIVE IT TO ME.
ALL I WANTED WAS A PEPSI.
JUST ONE PEPSI.
AND SHE WOULDN’T GIVE IT TO ME.

They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around your back, you’re treated like thieves
Drug you up because they’re lazy
It’s too much work to help a crazy

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

I was sitting in my room
And my mom and my dad came in
And they pulled up a chair and they sat down, they go:
“Mike, we need to talk to you”
And I go, “Okay,. what’s the matter?”
They go, “Me and your mom have been noticing lately
“That you’ve been having a lot of problems.
“And you’ve been going off for no reason.
“We’re afraid you’re gonna hurt somebody.
“We’re afraid you’re gonna hurt yourself.
“So we decided that it would be in your interest
“If we put you somewhere
“Where you could get the help that you need.”

And I go, “Wait –
“What do you mean?
“What are you talking about?
“WE decided!? MY best interest?!
“How can YOU know what MY best interest is?
“How can YOU say what MY best interest is?
“What are you trying to say, I’m crazy?
“When I went to your schools?
“I went to your churches?
“I went to your institutional learning facilities?
“So how can you say I’m crazy?”

They say they’re gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally I’ll be dead

They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy, myself

It doesn’t matter I’ll probably get hit by a car anyway

You

Bad Religion, No Control, 1989

There’s a place where everyone can be happy
It’s the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world.
It’s made of candy canes, and planes, and bright red choo-choo trains,
And the meanest little boys; most innocent little girls.
And you know – I wish that I could go there,
Its a road that I have not found.
And I wish you the best of luck, dear,
Drop a card or letter to my side of town.

Because there’s no time for fussing and fighting my friend,
But baby I’m amazed at the hate that you can send and
You painted my entire world
But I don’t have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won’t forget it

There’s a place where everyone can be right,
Even though you remain determined to be opposed;
Admittance requires no qualifications…
It’s where everyone has been, and where everybody goes,
So please try not to be impatient – for we all hate standing in line;
And when the farm is good and bought,
You’ll be there without a thought,
And eternity, my friend is a long fucking time.

Because there’s no time for fussing and fighting, my friend,
But baby I’m amazed at the hate that you can send and
You painted my entire world
But I don’t have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won’t forget it

Bad Place Alone

Alice Cooper, The Last Temptation, 1994

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I’m a creature of the street and I rip off all the money.
I was kicked in the teeth, shoved face first through a window.
I got a gangland name and a teardrop tattooed eye;
They call me Little Caesar in the brotherhood of crime.

I know about the pain; dyin’ in an alley with an air-conditioned brain.
I know, it’s for real; flatlined in an ambulance without a pulse to feel.

Hey blood brother, you’re one of our own;
You’re as sharp as a razor and as hard as a stone.
Hey blood brother, you’re bad to the bone;
You’re a natural killer in a bad place alone.

They call me Smoky Joe, and I’m as thin as a coroner’s needle.
I got a pocket full of rocks, man, I shake like a cold chihuahua.
I got a runny nose and a road map on my arm.

I blew my gig; pokin’ ’round the gallery with someone else’s rig.
I know, I understand; I watched my body hauled off by the local garbage man

Hey blood brother, you’re one of our own;
You’re sharp as a razor and as hard as a stone.
Hey blood brother, you’re bad to the bone;
You’re a natural killer in a bad place alone.

We’re cool, we’re cold;
We’re stiff, we’re tagged;
We’re slabbed, we’re croaked;
We’re whacked, we’re cracked;
We’re smoked and cured and slammed and slurred
And sliced and diced and put on ice –
Cooked and stewed and badly brewed
And splattered once or twice.

Look at us, nice and thin,
Not a lot of fat on us, but not a lot of skin..
We’re alone, so are you…
Way beyond the meanest, gonna close your baby blues
You’re just a shadow of yourself, bag of bones,
Nobody there to answer the phone
You’re alone, bro
You’re all alone
You’re alone
You’re alone
You’re so alone

Lilith Immaculate

Cradle of Filth, Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa, 2011

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Church bells resounded like judgement day
As they were making love in the rainswept graveyard
She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame
A monsoon Tigress set upon prey

Fall for the love of me, crawl for the love of me,
Drool for the love of my virulent sway;
I grow more master the faster the days –
Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaper, her eyes were profound
Drawing him in deeper until he was drowned
Hurled on the shore of the world underground…
Lilith Immaculate

Mortal kind, a morbid wine, for this dark moon goddess
And freed to stretch her claws;
This beautiful whore would be brutally honest

Tortuous one, taboos undone,
A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves;
And a thickening mist, a seductress
Leading lovesick hearts astray.

Lilith

In the throes of orgasm, she bucked and he broke;
At the height of the storm, the chaos they’d smote;
Burning behind her in arabesque smoke,
Framed a vision transformed as she sucked from his throat

Victoria smiled, her now golden eyes possessed a regal bearing
Of omnipotent power from wet lips to her smouldering thighs
Her beauty perfected and her will agonised

Fall for the love of me, crawl for the love of me,
Drool for the love of my virulent sway;
I grow more the master the faster the days –
Lilith Immaculate

With dread single purpose her mind told him stay;
She strode through the fire, desire aflame,
She murdered the nuns in such horrible ways…
Lilith Immaculate

“That night we lay entwined on hay inside a soldier’s barn
Her panting breath an opiate as in her bolder grasp
I caught the scent of desert sands, the Holy lands, the fall of reason
But only when I smelt the blood did I fear her colder hand”

“I am darkness, I am sin, the Queen of lust invited in;
Reborn at last to cast my fecund shadow on this world.
You shall worship me enslaved, for many lovers shall I crave
And in return, I’ll gladly pave your psycho path with pearls.

For I have been grating and waiting so long to find
The most perfect hostess close to me whose thin-ice troubled mind
Was like a cracked, black ornate mirror to slip right through in time
When at last I wore Harmonia’s necklace the cursed twin serpents mine”

Tortuous one, debauchery won, the attention of Emperors, Princes and Tsars
For the toll of her kiss, no soul could dismiss the advance of her throne from afar
This English rose with traits of those who graced the harems of the East
Adorned with thorns, she raised the horns and scarlet hems to wasted priests

Fall for the love of me, crawl for the love of me,
Drool for the love of my virulent sway;
I grow more the master the faster the days –
Lilith Immaculate

This delectable reaper, her eyes were profound
They drew him in deeper until he was drowned;
Hurled on the shore of the world underground…
Lilith Immaculate

Fall for the love of me, crawl for the love of me,
Drool for the love of my virulent sway;
I grow more the master the faster the days –
Lilith Immaculate

The flutes and sweet wine of her voice anodyne
Her power was growing every hour malign
The truth, Lilith’s kingdom drew closer with time

Lilith Immaculate